My room mates and I went out to the clubs one night and a guy I didn't know well tagged along. We smoked some pot, well a lot of pot, before we rolled into the club. The place was packed elbow to elbow and no tables were free; then we grabbed a free table and ordered beers. The new guy wasn't with us. Minutes drag by and we don't see him; I start to worry and ask where he is; nobody cares. After 30 minutes. I get up and walk around looking for him and find him sitting at the end of the crowded bar, alone. I ask him what he's doing and he looks at me with tears in his eyes and says "I'm dead." "What?" "I'm dead. I've been sitting here for hours and no one will talk to me. I asked the bartender 3 times for a beer and he didn't even look at me. People can't see me. Because I'm dead." "Dude, I can see you, right? We're talking now, yeah? I don't think you're dead. Here, I'll get you a beer, and then we'll go back to the table everyone's at." I yelled at the bartender and paid for a beer, steered my new buddy back to our table, and we all had a good time.

Wait ...we both passed away that night? -I was his spirit guide to the next world but I failed miserably at my job and we both hung out, drank too much, danced with too many women? If that's the afterlife, beer, pot, loud music, and loose women, I'll take it.

Had something similar happen on mushrooms one time, I remember laying in my bed but like I could see myself like I was floating in the corner of my room looking down at my body. I couldn't talk and just kept thinking, I'm dead, this sucks. Finally after what seemed like hours I asked my friend if I was alive and he assured me I was. I've never felt such relief before.

This happened to a friend of mine. Drank a bunch absinthe, passed out then woke up saying we'd need to call her mum and tell her that her daughter had died. Eventually she had something to eat and kept partying

Once did so much acid with some friends I couldn't perceive anything and ended up laying on the ground takedown for a couple hours to cope. By the time I was in a state to hear/see again my friend had convinced himself we'd died in a car crash on the trip out to our campsite since noone would talk to him. Acid can get really scary if you don't have anything to anchor you to reality

If you smoke a ton of weed, you can think weird stuff. My second or third time I went waaay overboard keeping up with some super-stoners. After being driven home, I tried to walk to my front door, got to my sidewalk, and ended up on all fours staring at the sky, certain I could never make the climb up this 15 degree incline. People who have no experience with edibles and go way overboard do the same thing.

Speaking from my own experiences, (I smoke almost every day) I've never had an intense dissociative experience from my own body that I actually thought I was dead. Even when consuming too much edibles it has never happened. Paranoia and feeling like I was on the verge of death has happened.

I'm not so sure that was an intense dissociative state, and more like a weird pondering. Surely you've gotten way high, stared at something mundane, and felt like you had a world changing idea, or that the thing you were looking at was vastly important?

Just seems like that to me. "Nobody is paying attention to me. Invisibility isn't possible. I must be dead", followed by staring and waiting to be noticed. The moment he got his beer, he was fine again, probably staring at something else and feeling intense, stupid feelings about minor, stupid things.

Not entirely. I have definitely accidentally gotten wayyy too high on the crazy weed that is out there these days and had a similar experience. Needed to remove myself and came to some crazy nonsense conclusions.